A heart that's full up like a landfillA job that slowly kills youBruises that won't healYou look so tired-unhappyBring down the govementThey don't, they don't speak for usI'll take a quiet lifeA handshake of carbon monoxideWith no alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
Silent, silent
This is my final fit
My final bellyache
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نویسنده: باربد سلیمانی
تاريخ: يکشنبه
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